My Hand

NEW, Soul 1 Minute

That thrill of the hand

The one that cups mine in strong and warm embrace

And, I accept it

hands

Knowing at that moment, it is the most important

The most intimate, touching my soul, my trust

It scares me, while loving me

That moment of human touch,

The bridge beginning in fear, ending in the life path

Seldom felt, seldom trusted, less earned

The thrill of humanity


Published by ramblingsfromanunpavedmind

I embrace an eclectic life, tastes, and friends. I love to listen to people - to induce speaking of their past. Sometimes, their voices end in my writing. For grammar perfectionists, allow me to apologize in advance, as I write for the casual reader, not the professional. My passions include my family, music, working in electronics, mechanics, stone, and concrete. Better to know a little bit about everything than everything about one thing. Quote from Pascal.

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